“Well...” Monica put a lock of her hair behind her ear, again annoying the heck out of her. She loved long hair, only if it wasn't on her. That realization hit her like a bus, and she glanced at the curl she was holding. Should she cut it? She loved it and its length but...

“What happened to the dog, mate?” Adam sighed and headed to her.

Monica stared at him. This was the first time he had called her like this. It made her guts tangle into knots and an exciting sensation rushed through her veins.

Adam sat on the bed behind her and started doing something. When she...